Love Test ♥ 『Minsung』

⸨♥Chapter Eighteen ♥⸩

[isn't Lino so precious in that photo ♥]
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"Mmm, right there... Ah, that feels gooood..."

Jisung snickered at his lover's reaction to the massage he was giving, prompting Minho to glance at him over his shoulder. The younger simply smiled before placing a kiss between his shoulder blades as he pressed deeper into the tensed muscles of his lower back, rubbing firm circles into the flesh with the pads of his thumbs. As planned, the two had stayed the night in the luxurious suite reserved for the weekend. What wasn't exactly planned was Jisung jumping the other as soon as he woke up - and being less than gentle this time around. While they'd both enjoyed it, Minho wouldn't stop complaining about his back and hips hurting, hence the impromptu massage. Jisung shuffled down from where he had been straddling his pelvis, instead sitting comfortably atop Minho's strong thighs. He slid his hands lower and cautiously kneaded the spot right above the crest of his lover's ass, watching for any sign of discomfort. "Does this hurt?"

Minho shook his head from where he had it rested atop his folded arms and let out a satisfied sigh. After a few moments, Jisung sneakily slid his hands even lower. He groped the shapely cheeks presented to him and bit at his lower lip as memories of what had transpired a few hours earlier flashed in his mind. Maybe he could- "Don't even think about it - not unless you want to eat tissues," the man beneath him warned, not lifting his head. Jisung pouted at his fluffy purple hair and momentarily halted his movements.

"Why noooot?" he whined, but stopped when he saw Minho's strict facial expression; the one that made no sane person want to push him any further for fear of being air-fried. Jisung let out a dejected 'hmph' but didn't object further, instead diligently returning to the back rub. After what felt like hours of (somehow) resisting doing anything naughty, the vibration of the younger's cellphone on the bedside table was a welcome distraction. Jisung lent forward to grab it and settled down so he could sandwich Minho between the bed and himself, causing the latter to let out an indignant whine as he was effectively pinned to where he lay. Minho wrinkled his nose but couldn't fully contain his happiness as a kiss was pressed to his temple before the phone call was answered. He hummed as he played with the slender fingers of Jisung's hand that was placed on the sheets beside him, trying his best to gather what the call was about when he only had half of the conversation.

"What? Are you sure? Only two weeks?" Minho could only speculate as to why Jisung was bombarding whoever was on the other line with questions since he couldn't hear the other end of the conversation. 'Only two weeks'? Did 3racha have an upcoming deadline? No, that couldn't be... While the three were always working on something, they had only just finished several sample tracks to be reviewed by the company a few days prior. "Yeah... Okay. I'll see you later, hyung," Jisung concluded the call with a heavy sigh and flopped down beside the other. As soon as his body hit on the bed, Minho wrapped himself around his boyfriend like a koala with his face pressed against his chest.

"Company?" he questioned, voice slightly muffled by Jisung's muscular pecs.

"Nah, Channie hyung," the younger responded as the hand of the arm wrapped around his lover began to play with his soft purple locks. "Guess we're moving out of our dorm and into bigger ones so we can have our own rooms... It'll be weird after living there for so long," Jisung murmured. He had mixed feelings about moving... It would mean they would get their own bedrooms, which would be nice, but they'd also made a ton of good memories where they currently resided. How would they be split up? Would the two dorms be close? Would their family grow apart? A kiss to the tip of his nose abruptly derailed his train of thought.